This bench--is my bench.

This ranch--is where I have lived nearly all my life.

I hate to seem vain, Mr.Burns, but at the same time I think it is perfectly lovely of me to explain that I have a right here; and I consider myself an angel of patience and graciousness and many other rare virtues, because I have not even hinted that you are once more taking liberties with other people's property." She looked at him with a smile at the corners of her eyes and just easing the firmness of her lips, as if the humor of the situation was beginning to appeal to her.
"If you would stop dancing about, and let your naturally sweet disposition have a chance, and would explain just why you are here and what you want to do, and would ask me nicely,--it might help you more than to get apoplexy over it." The two women exclaimed under their breaths to each other and moved farther away, as if from an impending explosion.

The assistant camera man gurgled and turned his back abruptly.

Lee Milligan, wandering up from the stables, stopped and stared.